C for Colors or …

 Day-11 NAPOWRIMO-21

Prompt: Two-part poem in the form of of an exchange of letters.(Epistolary) 

My take: A prose form.

                                                                           artbysunita

Dear Col,

I am writing to let you know how grateful I am for your presence in my life. I have no words to describe what I am feeling at this moment. You have added so many shades in my life. I remember , when you suddenly landed at my doorstep one fine morning last July. What a surprise it was! We bonded from day one. If you were not there I might have landed in an asylum. Everyday for the past one year the heart bled in the caged existence. You caught my hand and made me understand that struggles, and especially nature induced, are not long lasting. I am healing day by day in the company of beautiful hues.. I know "C" .the villain , is still lurking around. It is hell bent on destroying my mental health. But, I am determined to stay sane and face it with all my might. With your support I am going to pull this through.

Yours lovingly,

Suni 

Dear Suni,

First of all a huge happy splash. I am so glad to know that you are healing. I am just doing what I am supposed to do. To be there for you. To make you smile and breathe colors on the blank pages. You are a strong person who has moved many mountains. Don't let this hiccup make you lose confidence in your abilities. This bad phase too shall pass. You can always depend on me. I am here to comfort you in your dark hours. Let there be more sunshine in your life. I remember every shade you have painted on the blank canvas. Flowers, birds, houses, seashores, sunsets and everything which makes you happy. Don't let "C" destroy your peace of mind. Stay strong and let hope make a home in your heart. Don't worry, I will hold your hand forever.

Yours truly,

Col

Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/day-eleven-9/

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A sense of ennui

 Day-10 NAPOWRIMO-2021

                                                                        artbysunita

Nothing more to say

Nothing more to write

A void gape at me 

Deep inside

Words elude

Thoughts glaze

There are too many shadows

In front of the eyes

I immerse in colors

To find myself

To stay sane

In a world

Diseased with chaos

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Life is not a bed of roses

 Day-9 NAPOWRIMO-2021

Prompt: A to-do list.

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Not an easy life to be a flower

So many things to do

And so many people to impress

From morning till evening the list is too long.

First thing first.....waiting for the sun

Then letting the whorl feel the rays

Phew! Struggling to open the whorl of hues

Not yet done...have to work on the fragrance

Hmm...that will make a nice perfume.

Now, let me check the itinerary for the day

Yes, I have to get ready to adorn the gods and goddesses

It is the spring season 

The temples are brimming with worshippers

The gods will be happy enveloped in my delicate petals.

The florist is a task master..

He wants me to do so many things

Today, he wants me to help a young man

To propose to a young lady

I have to look my best

No soggy or saggy appearance.

I cannot even take a break

A beautiful lady wants to adorn me in her long tresses

To welcome her husband with the fragrant of love

Oh I forgot! A politician is about to land in the town

His sycophants' will be ready to grab me

And shower his corrupt face

And garland his bulged neck.

I have to bear that sweaty boar...Oh No!

What not I face in this journey of mine

So many things to do and so many people to impress

To end in a dustbin or get crushed under the feet....

Life is not a bed of roses even for a rose...

Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/day-nine-7/

The Empty Nest

 Day-8 NAPOWRIMO-2021

Prompt: A monologue.

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I remember that day clearly

The last day of your life

You woke up early,

Asked me to make some black tea

I got busy preparing for exams

You got busy reading a newspaper

And then the clocked chimed

We got ready to face the routine life

You went your way to work

I went to crack the examination board

I never imagined in my wildest dream

It is going to be the last day together

The contours of your swarthy face

Still make my heart ache

The death of the prime minister

Took a piece of your existence

How thin and fragile you looked

After two months of life threatening break

Hope beamed and you stood tall

You said " Everything is going to be fine"

I believed in your wise words

You couldn't have thought then

Your words  would echo in the empty air

Within a few hours after you uttered them

What I least expected happened

Death snatched you away without any call

A heart bleed with deep sadness

No words could express the ache you left

There were chaos all around

The hungry mouths cried without  a sound

Silence greeted them every day and night

They waited eagerly  for your footsteps 

To bring a smile on their faces

Don't you think it was too selfish!

To leave a bunch of teenagers 

Stranded and fend for themselves...

Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/day-eight-8/

Flurry Muse

 Day-7 NAPOWRIMO-2021

Prompt: To write a Shadorma or a Fib

My attempt: A Fib ( 6 line poem with a syllabus count of 1/1/2/3/5.8)

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Hope

Comes

In forms

Known unknown

Connecting to life

Through a living kaleidoscope.

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The Magical Brush

 Day-6 NAPOWRIMO-2021

This pic is forwarded by my daughter. My poem is about this image.

                                                                        image:sneha

Who is the magician

Who has painted the skies

With breathing heartbeats?

The dawn and dusk

Ooze shades of life.

Where does the charm

Come from riding on bright beams

With chiseled dreams? 

Hope is translating 

Destinies of many,

The tiny speck 

Shrouded in sepia canopy

Speaks of many possibilities

I am left speechless

As the magic weaves around me...

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Legacy

Day-5 NAPOWRIMO-2021

I am a huge fan of Nayyirah Waheed. Her poems speak to me at different levels. I have taken one of her poems " Birthmarks" to complete this challenge.

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I am a shadow

Inverted in spaces

Along the seasons  across waters.

Trudging-

Breathing in hiccups.

May I sin

Many folds and many times.

Merging in the milieu .

Nobody has power over me

Until my heart says so

Tow shall I

obscure lines

allowing

grief and joy to be my own.

Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/day-five-8

Prompt: This prompt challenges you to find a poem, and then write a new poem that has the shape of the original, and in which every line starts with the first letter of the corresponding line in the original poem. If I used Roethke’s poem as my model, for example, the first line would start with “I,” the second line with “W,” and the third line with “A.” And I would try to make all my lines neither super-short nor overlong, but have about ten syllables. I would also have my poem take the form of four, seven-line stanzas. I have found this prompt particularly inspiring when I use a base poem that mixes long and short lines, or stanzas of different lengths. Any poem will do as a jumping-off point, but if you’re having trouble finding one, perhaps you might consider Mary Szybist’s “We Think We Do Not Have Medieval Eyes” or for something shorter, Natalie Shapero’s “Pennsylvania.”

Romancing Death

 Day-4 NAPOWRIMO-2021

Prompt: Take an image from a source and write a poem.

Source : https://twitter.com/SpaceLiminalBot

                                                                        @SpaceLiminalBot,

For a year,

The world has turned upside down,

Cloistered in boundaries unshaped

Whirlwind of emotions suck in.

There were days when 

The tunnel engulfed 

In a claustrophobic  existence, 

The walls cast fearful shadows while

The cycle of day and night went on.

This period has taught many lessons

It has awaken a deep sense of understanding

Family matters, kindness and acceptance too

The most important lesson, when life is at stake, 

One can survive even with limited resources too.

Nature has been a great teacher

It  has made man realize 

That life is precious 

But, the fear, will I see tomorrow, continues,,,

Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/day-four-9/

My piece of comfort

 Day-3 NAPOWRIMO - 2021

Prompt: Personal Universal Diary

My take: Just a few lines. Off prompt.

                                                                          art by sunita

Colors,

Blushing in the warm sun

Takes me on a blissful journey

To find peace.

Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/day-three-7/

Some Roads Mend the Heart

 Day-2 NAPOWRIMO-2021

Prompt reference: Robert Frost's poem " The Road Not Taken".

Prompt : The choices which made a difference.

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If freedom had a voice then, 

There would be no regrets

For choosing life 

With a pinch of salt.

The road taken 

In youthful flush

Was not smooth

There were many thorns

Which left marks

On an aching heart.

As time moved on its heels

Many roads converged

With multiple scars

Reminders of a past

Smeared in sadness, and

A black hole of loneliness

A crisscross between

Life and death.

But, the hardships

Did add strength

Revolutionizing  the senses

With multiple hues

The course of belief changed

And made the road

Welcoming with 

Fragrant and hopeful blooms.

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Distanced

 Day-1 NAPOWRIMO 2021

Prompt word : "derange"

Video prompt : "Seductive Fantasy" by Sun and his Arkestra

                                                                        art by sunita

Shredded and shattered

She waits for the storm

As the hunger

Logged deep inside her

Explodes, and her

Geography of pain 

Moans in silence.

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